Ouyang Lang took his sister Ouyang Qiushui and Zhang Xiaoyu back home, and received three KFC homestead buckets.

Ouyang Qiushui smashed her mouth, these were all the foods she dreamed of. However, my mother Su Wan said that the KFC food is junk food, high calorie and high energy, and people will become fat if they eat too much. However, Ouyang Qiushui still wanted to maintain his budding figure. She hesitated whether to eat the homestead bucket or not! But, she held on to it, and she didn't let go, and she didn't eat. There's a struggle going on inside her!

Ouyang Qiushui's eyebrows were bent, and a voice in her heart asked her to eat again; And another voice said, you can't eat, eat too much of this high-calorie, non-nutritious food, people will become fat! She pouted, wondering if she wanted to eat it! However, when she saw the golden yellow clothes, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. It's so tangled!

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care so much, holding the homestead bucket, entering Ouyang Lang's house, sitting on the sofa at Ouyang Lang's bedside, eating and instigating his fingers,

A homestead bucket is made up of about a dozen pieces of chicken thighs and wings. However, this bucket was wrapped by Zhang Xiaoyu alone.

She ate a little supportively, held her stomach, and leaned on Ouyang Lang's side.

"Delicious! I haven't eaten in a long time. This is eaten once by chance, and it is not bad. Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze fell on Ouyang Qiushui.

Ouyang Qiushui was holding the homestead bucket and was depressed.

Ouyang Lang was also a little hungry and panicked, just this homestead bucket, there was not enough to eat. When he finishes eating, he is half full.

"Ding-dong! The system prompts that the host gets a point for the primary recipe: mung bean porridge! ”

Mung bean porridge! Isn't it the shop that Ouyang Lang often goes to in Hangzhou xiaolongbao? However, the black rice porridge in which store is less porridge and more soup, and that is already the nominal mung bean porridge!

"You two wait for me for a while!" Ouyang Lang check out the mung bean porridge recipe needed, mung beans and rice! Then some more red dates, and it will be even more perfect.

"Okay! Little wolf dog! Zhang Xiaoyu looked at her sister Ouyang Qiushui, she was still struggling there, whether to eat or not! The homestead bucket was held in her arms, and it was almost hot.

Ouyang Lang went out in a panic and went to the supermarket to buy a bag of rice and 300 grams of mung beans and 500 dried red dates. He went home happy. This is the first time he has cooked porridge. Speaking of porridge, the rice cooker at home has not been used since I bought it. I don't know if it can be used. It shows how sloppy Ouyang Lang's previous life was!

After Ouyang Lang returned home, he scooped up one liter of rice, washed 300 grams of mung beans and 300 grams of red dates, and then poured these things into the rice cooker in one go, and poured two liters of water. He began to make porridge. I hope the porridge will be delicious this time.

"Two beauties, the porridge will be ready soon." Ouyang Lang walked in front of his sister Ouyang Qiushui, ready to reach out and snatch the homestead bucket in his sister Ouyang Qiushui's arms. He's been running around for a while, and he's really a little hungry.

In Ouyang Lang's opinion, things like chicken legs and chicken wings in the homestead bucket are simply not enough to eat. He eats three homestead buckets by himself, so there should be no problem.

"Brother! I eat half and you eat half, okay? "Ouyang Qiushui is 1.71 tall, with a pair of long legs and a thin figure. This is all her deliberately dieting, she just doesn't want to make herself fat!

Ouyang Qiushui hugged the homestead bucket, and his brother Ouyang Qiushui, you and I ate one by one.

After Ouyang Lang finished eating the fried chicken legs and wings, he suddenly felt a little disgusted. If you eat too much of this fried thing, your stomach will feel bad.

Ouyang Qiushui also ate seven or eight pieces of chicken wings, and he was full.

"Brother! What kind of meals do you cook? Compared with this greasy fried chicken leg, she likes her brother Ouyang Lang's porridge even more!

"Porridge! Just a little while, it's fine. Ouyang Lang ate the homestead bucket to the bottom. finally satisfied his mouth. However, this fried food, try to eat as little as possible in the future, eat too much, but it will develop into a giant baby, that appearance is really bad!

"Little wolfdog! Would you do anything else? You can't, let's both drink porridge with you every day! Zhang Xiaoyu moved her body on the sofa and leaned on Ouyang Qiushui's body. She hoped that Ouyang Lang would be able to cook, wash, and take care of her. Haha, such a day is so beautiful. When she thought about her future life with Ouyang Lang, she was happy in her heart.

"Take your time! From now on, I will make food for you every day. "Ouyang Lang also wants to make food for his sister Ouyang Qiushui and Zhang Xiaoyu. But he had to have a recipe.

"Ding Dong, system prompt: the host can kill the man-machine once and get the recipe: scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

I'm Nima! Scrambled eggs with tomatoes! Such a simple dish, I can cook it with my eyes closed. However, Ouyang Lang still wanted to see the recipe of scrambled eggs with tomatoes that the "zombie killing system" came from there. As the saying goes, the simpler the thing, the harder it is to do. He thought that this recipe should have the uniqueness of the recipe.

"Then let's tomorrow, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and steamed buns, how about I'll cook you another egg soup." That's what I'm going to do right now. "Ouyang Lang wants to take care of the taste buds of Zhang Xiaoyu and his sister Ouyang Qiushui, but it is really a bit difficult.

"For the sake of your sincerity, Qiu'er and I reluctantly ate the scrambled eggs with tomatoes you made." Zhang Xiaoyu said and ran to the kitchen. She had already asked about the aroma coming out of the rice cooker.

Ah! Zhang Xiaoyu accidentally touched the shell of the rice cooker and was scalded by the scorching shell.

Ouyang Lang immediately came to the kitchen and watched Zhang Xiaoyu blowing his hot fingers. He directly fed Zhang Xiaoyu's fingers into his mouth and slowly instigated.

Zhang Xiaoyu's face was flushed with shame. She lowered her head and smiled sheepishly. She shyly broke free of Ouyang Lang's hand and wiped her hands with a paper towel from the kitchen.

"Almost. You go outside and clean up the table, I'll be in a minute, fine. Ouyang Lang looked at the time, it was only ten minutes, and he thought that he would have to boil for a while.

Ouyang Lang washed the dishes and chopsticks first, put them on the panel, and sat back and waited for the porridge to be ready.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around and went to the bathroom next to the kitchen, rubbed it with soap, and washed her hands clean. She really wanted Ouyang Lang to be so good to her every day. What a blessing. Zhang Xiaoyu has never washed dishes, let alone cooked. In her house, laundry and cooking are done by the domestic servants.

Zhang Xiaoyu returned to the living room and was crooked with Ouyang Qiushui.

Ouyang Qiushui pinched three layers of paper towels with his hands and ate seven or eight pieces of fried chicken wings. She looked very panicked.

"Qiu'er! What's wrong? You've only eaten a few pieces. It shouldn't get fat. Zhang Xiaoyu also knew Ouyang Qiushui's thoughts. The girl was afraid of tissues getting fat. Zhang Xiaoyu has not eaten food such as a homestead bucket for nearly half a year. She is also afraid that she will become fat and lose her shape.

"I know! However, I ate it, and I was still a little worried! Ouyang Qiushui pouted, frowning.